Poems go well with seasonal changes and this one seems appropriate, today.
We often dream of unpleasant situations – ie.
being in a house that was haunting and no matter how hard you tried, you felt ‘trapped’.
How has a recent dream affected how you felt the next day?
Poem about Autumn
Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees….
Are we not better and at home
In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream…
~Ernest Dowson (1867–1900), “Autumnal”